Finally, here's the second part.
Also Taylor is George's girlfriend in this fic :)
As always I apologise for any mistakes. Feel free to point them so I can fixed them. Anyway on with the story!
Blake's POV
It was starting to get dark and we had not long finished setting everything up and lit the fire. Trust me that was a struggle. We were eating our dinner on logs sat around the fire it was like a scene out of a film to be honest.
We spent the night playing games around the campfire, singing and just having a good time in general. The entire time I couldn't get Reece out of my head. I kept over thinking the slightest touches and every time I'd think I'd catch him staring, when he really wasn't. This was becoming a problem. I've realised I like my best friend. And he most likely doesn't like me back and even if he did it would be a problem for the band. What if we broke up? That would make things awkward in the band and it's not fair on George for having to deal with that. God why can't I just like another boy. Any other boy it doesn't matter. Well not George, but other than that my options are wide open. Stupid brain.
It was getting late; we had run out of wood for the fire and it was slowly dying down. I could feel the chill in the air, so we all decided to call it a night. We all separated into our separate tents to get ready for the night. That wasn't as easy as it sounds two fully grown men in a small tent means there's not much room to manoeuvre. After a lot wiggling and accidentally hitting each other we eventually settled down on our double air bed and I was snuggled in my heaps of blanket that I brought while Reece was only in a sleeping bag.
"Are you going to be warm enough in just a sleeping bag?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'll be fine" he assured.
"Alright then." I said before switching the torch off and rolling over to get comfortable.
After a while of trying to get to sleep, I swore I could feel the bed shaking ever so slightly. Was it Reece?
"Reece? Are you awake?" I said in a soft whisper, so that I wouldn't wake him up if he was sleeping.
"Yeah why?" He said matching my tone.
"Are you alright? The beds shaking."
"Yeah sorry in just a bit cold. I'll be fine though."
"No come here you can share my blankets." I said as I adjusted to make space for him under the blankets. "There's no way I'm letting you get cold when I can prevent it."
It wasn't until I was snuggled up to Reece, because he was still somehow cold, that I realised what was happening. I was cuddling the boy that I've fallen for. Shit. What have I gotten myself into?
I'd love this if my mind wasn't racing a mile a minute, overthinking every single thing I do because I've fucking fallen for my best mate and band mate. Here I am snuggling up to him because it's bloody cold outside and I can't pull myself together for two bloody minutes.
This is definitely one of my favourite moments though despite freaking out, being in Reece's arms is the best. I'm nice and toasty and his soft breath on my forehead is comforting. And he smells bloody divine despite not having had a shower today and walking four miles to get here. How does he do it? I probably smell so bad and he probably finds my hair which is near his face so annoying. The only reason he even is cuddling with me is because it's cold.
However I'm just going to enjoy this while it lasts because I'll be honest I'm likely never going to be this close to Reece ever again. At least I can pretend to be his boyfriend for a bit.
